Rise of the Otherworld.

After escaping the encirclement of the sand beasts, they still dared not relax for a moment, struggling forward in the swirling sandstorm. Every step they took sank deeply into the soft sand, as if they were being tightly dragged down by the desert, unable to break free.

Zhang Hao gazed at the endless desert ahead, his heart filled with confusion, but he continued to encourage everyone: "As long as we keep going, we will definitely find a way out." His voice was hoarse but firm, and it carried tenaciously to everyone over the howling wind. His clothes were tattered, torn to pieces by the wind and sand, and his exposed skin was covered with tiny wounds and bloodstains.

The woman's steps had become unsteady, each step a struggle. Her eyes were hazy, her lips chapped, and she looked as if she would collapse at any moment. The herbalist supported her, and the two leaned on each other to move forward. The herbalist's strength was almost exhausted, but he gritted his teeth and dragged himself forward step by step.

The black-robed man's injuries had worsened from the intense battle just now. His face grew paler, and beads of sweat continued to roll down his forehead. But he still forced himself to follow the team, holding the magic weapon tightly in his hands, as if it was his last resort.

The old man gasped, looked up at the sky and said, "If we can't find water, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold on for much longer." His voice was weak and powerless, filled with deep worry.

Just when everyone was feeling hopeless, a glimmer of green appeared in the distance. That green seemed so abrupt and precious in the golden desert.

"What is that?" Zhang Hao rubbed his eyes, unable to believe what he saw. His eyes were red and swollen from the long exposure to the wind and sand, but now they were shining with surprise.

As they got closer, they discovered an oasis. The oasis was shaded by lush green trees, seemingly the guardians of the desert. A clear lake shimmered in the sunlight, sparkling like a gem.

"It's the oasis! We're saved!" Everyone shouted excitedly, their exhausted bodies instantly filled with strength, and they quickened their pace as they ran towards the oasis. Their steps became lighter, and their hearts were filled with a desire for life.

Arriving at the oasis, they rushed to the lake, drinking the cool water in big gulps, feeling the nourishment of life. The water flowed down their throats, as if it were the sweetest nectar in the world.

"This is truly a gift from heaven," the herbalist exclaimed. Lying by the lake, a happy smile spread across his face, as if he had forgotten all his fatigue and pain.

The woman sat by the lake, a smile finally breaking out on her face. She used the lake water to wash the dust off her face, and her haggard face gradually regained some vitality.

However, before they could fully enjoy this moment of peace, a low roar suddenly rang out from the oasis. The sound was like thunder, echoing in the oasis and making people tremble with fear.

Everyone was startled and looked around vigilantly.

A massive python slowly emerged from the woods. Its body was as thick as a tree trunk, its scales gleaming with a cold light. Its eyes, like blazing fireballs, shone with a fierce glint. It opened its bloody mouth, revealing sharp teeth, and a gust of fishy air blew towards me.

"This is another challenge." Zhang Hao gripped his sword tightly, ready for a new battle. His eyes were firm, with no intention of retreating.

The woman stood up, holding the dagger tightly. Although she was afraid, she was unwilling to retreat.

The herbalist picked up some herbs from the ground, ready to use them at the critical moment.

The man in black robe took a deep breath, tried to adjust his state, and prepared to cast a spell.

The old man observed the python's movements, trying to find its weakness.

The python twisted its body and pounced towards them quickly.

Zhang Hao dodged sideways and swung his sword at the python. The sword collided with the python's scales, splashing a string of sparks.

The python swung its tail angrily and hit everyone.

The man in black robe released a magic shield in time to block the fatal blow.

The herbalist took the opportunity to throw herbs into the python's eyes. The python felt pain and temporarily stopped attacking.

The old man shouted, "Attack its belly; that might be its weak spot!"

Upon hearing this, everyone attacked the python's belly.

In the fierce battle, they gradually gained the upper hand.

The python's movements became sluggish and its body was covered with wounds.

Finally, with everyone's concerted efforts, the python fell to the ground.

They sat down on the ground exhausted, breathing heavily.

But this time, they were no longer as fearful and desperate as before, because they already had the seeds of hope in their hearts. They knew that as long as they were united, there would be no difficulties that could not be overcome...